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... st of them overnight, leaving only some green branches and green leaves. From time to time, petals floated down the stream, and the fragrance wafted along the mountain wind.
Fang Chang put down the pitcher, looked up at the scene, and liked it a little.
Suddenly moved, he found a piece of thin, tall bluestone from nearby, and moved it to the stream to stand firm.
Looking back, he was satisfied with the location of the stone, and moved his fingers like a sword to write ...
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